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Kavanah busts out laughing, "Sorry don't take that the wrong way, it's just I mean I hardly even know you, and I don't even seem like your type." He takes a second to calm down. "Well, I'd say the best way would be to do it in a way that not only that you would like but they would too. I mean if they aren't sappy, don't write them a poem, you know what I mean?" he asks.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Oct 21, 2011 20:04:23 GMT -5
Namari chuckled, "I suppose you are right. Though I would like to become your friend," she smiled.
"I know what you mean...thank you." she nodded, still smiling. She chuckled a bit, trying to think of something Steele would like. She couldnt come up with anything.
"As I would like to become yours." he said as he looked into Namari's eyes. She was more than what you saw on the outside. She had a soft warm part that you might have otherwise overlooked.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Oct 21, 2011 20:10:47 GMT -5
Namari grinned at the man. Laughing she waved to him, "That is the only questions I had, thank you! I appreciate it, I'll stop using up your time," she nodded.
Last Edit: Oct 21, 2011 20:11:16 GMT -5 by Namari Lovelle
"That's true!" he realized that he was running out, he kept doing this and it was really quite the problem. "I'll let you know how it turns out. Good luck with whatever you want to call what you're doing." he chuckles before stretching his wings out wide and rocketing of the ground. He needed to find Arkelse and help him before it was too late.